It's just chance that Ellie is out when Rachel is. She doesn't see the same spectres, not exactly. She sees the shape of them, nothing yet solidified. That's a blessing for her; the last thing she needs is seeing Joel's ghost or whatever. But she sees this woman, who she doesn't recognise, stumbling through the foggy town, leaning on a mailbox.

She approaches, though she keeps out of arm's reach. It's nothing personal; she's just wary by nature. Mathias has only instilled in her the importance of wariness. But she does want to help.

"Hey," she calls out from a few feet away. "Are you okay? Do you need help?"